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FollowThe Bluebird of Happiness
Sometimes its awfully tempting to be a complete slob, and NOT do the healthy dog walking thing but just to stay in out of the blustery weather and snuggle up with a book. Especially as the dog in question is equally unenthusiastic and dives under the covers at the sight of the little fleecy coat. But we’ve both got waistlines to worry about and perk up once we’re actually out there…
We were rather hoping to find snowdrops the other day and went off to Sheringham Park on the North Norfolk coast, which is a lovely place for walking, with added bracing sea breezes. There’s a woody area…
…and the spot where I know there will be bluebells in a few months time…
…there is the pasture around the house…
and the promise of masses of rhododendrons before very long.
In fact, a couple of brave and hardy ones were already showing what to expect later in the year…
But it was only at the very end of the walk I spotted what I had been looking for. A lone clump…
So if I can’t find drifts of snowdrops, can I find the mythic Bluebird of Happiness?
Oh yes, it’s at the bottom of my bag of coloured fleece, just waiting for the magic felting needle to conjure him up…
…and here he is, with his little pink felted heart…
just in time for Valentines day!
He’s destined for the Planet Penny Folksy shop so he could be yours!
And finally, the Pink Pooch has departed to be a star on the stage. Higgins found him to be far too much competition and barked long and hard every time he put in an appearance so he had to find theatrical digs elsewhere. He was happy to go though…
So with the competition safely out of the way, (and Henry the Cat safely ensconced in a chair) it’s safe to comandeer the prime spot in front of the fire…
Aaaah, that’s better…
A Sunny Sunday and Using Up Leftovers
No lie-in allowed this morning! Last night’s weather forecast promised us we’d lose the sunshine in the afternoon and the beach was calling. We were there by nine o’clock, bright sun, an incoming tide and a stiffish breeze. Very bracing. Only two other cars in the lane ( the beauty of our favourite beach is that there is no car park, no tearoom!) so once we came over the top of the dune the beach was nearly deserted. Higgins is now reliable enough to run off the lead, although he really misses having someone young enough to run with him.
Considering his reluctance to set foot outside when it’s raining and puddly he’s quite intrepid when it comes to the interesting pools forming as the tide raced in…
He hasn’t quite found a deep enough bit to actually have to swim yet so I hope I have the camera to hand when he does.
While Higgins sleeps off all that exercise I’m sorting out my leftover yarn.
I have a bit of an obsessive thing about winding wool. I have a lovely gadget for doing the big balls, but these little bits get wound very carefully by hand so they look pretty. (Yes, OK! I know it’s weird but it makes me happy…)
And it’s something to do while I decide what I else I can make.
I’ve lost my diary. It’s slim, anonymous, dark blue. Perfect for slipping in between books and magazines and losing forever. Well at least long enough to be madly inconvenient. So I decided to get something more substantial, an academic one so I can start it now.
But it’s not really me, is it? But, with a little application of brightly coloured yarn it can be made much harder to lose…
Although Tim has pointed out that I’m going to lose it as soon as I put it down on the blanket….
I’m also suffering from rapidly cooling coffee, but not any more…
… there are STILL bits of wool left, but I have a plan! Bunting! Well, everyone loves bunting. In fact, it would be quite nice to think of a new slant on bunting….
….Pompoms!
I’m very happy with the pompoms…and I still love all those colours. I also have lots of cushions just waiting for covers…and a new sofa which needs cushions.
Which is why I went back to the market on Friday…
…for fresh supplies!
Higgins in the Chair
Hello! Higgins here! Have you missed us?
I’ve been REALLY busy…and very excited.
No one told me before, but I’ve got a Boy!
A Boy of my own! Do you know what boys are?
They are like people, but little. Like I’m like a dog, but little.
(I’m only a bit like a dog, cos actually I’m a person)
And boys like running around, like me. All the time like me.
AND shouting a lot, just like me.
There was a littler boy, I liked him too but he was a bit tricky.
I think he’s only a puppy. ( I was tricky too when I was a puppy)
When he gets bigger we’ll have lots of fun.
We all went on the Bouncy Castle.
(Mum said I couldn’t have a go, but I can jump much higher than she thinks)
AND we went to the beach…
…and did running..
…and running…
…and lots of running…
They’ve gone home now. I’m very bored, and a bit tired…
But the Boy said he has a seaside at his new house, so we’re going to see him soon.
Mum says she is sorry she hasn’t been writing to you.
She’s been spending a lot of time with something smelly in a bowl
with a blankie over her head, and barking a lot.
(That’s not fair, ‘cos she shouts when I do barking a lot)
Hope you have been having fun on the beach too,
lots of love from HIGGINS xxx
(Thank you, Higgins. I’ll be back soon, folks! P x)
